Maid For The Alphas Novels & Stories

They were aggressive and trained to kill and only a word from the Alpha's mouth can utterly destroy an entire rival pack. "Your time is almost up, Alpha. Lowell." Fridolf cuts in as uncle sobs. I saw the disgust all over his face as he heard Adolphus and Rudina crying like they were already taken for slaughter. "Better still, you could give your beautiful, little daughter to the Alpha!!" He chuckled as he squatted right before Rudina as he raised her head up, having her look right into his eyes. "She would make a good wife for the Alpha. She might be too young but definitely she'll grow so fast being in his arms!" He scoffed as his men laughed at his lame joke.

“A mind-link wouldn’t work.” “I know you heard me,” I pressed, my voice quieter now. “You looked right at me.” “I’m not interested in your questions,” he replied calmly, already turning away as a beta handed him several documents. That calm unsettled me more than cruelty ever could have. A woman stepped forward then she’s tall, sharp-eyed, dressed in formal black, authority stitched into every line of her posture. “You’ll serve as Alpha Ryder’s omega,” she announced. “I’m Mia. Head maid.”

A maid followed by two soldiers welcomed me and Camila, then hurriedly led us into the main building, and we followed closely. The Alpha's camp was vast, with corridors crisscrossing each other. Though I've been here a few times, I still didn't quite know my way around. It's said that Alpha Oscar married two women, one a noblewoman werewolf from the Blue River Clan named Willow, and the other a human woman named Hailey. Willow bore Alpha two sons, Luke and Caleb, while Hailey had a son, Henry. “Mrs.Willow has developed severe rashes on her skin recently, and she's restless at night, becoming increasingly irritable, worsening her relationship with Mrs. Hailey.” The maid pulled at my sleeve an

Madam Isa asked, her question filled with honest interest. It gave me the confidence I needed to continue; the way her lips were tipped up in the corner made me positive that I was heading in the right direction. “Alphas usually discuss topics like trade alliances, seasonal migration patterns, inheritance negotiations, ceremonial hunting invitations…” The room went still. “And of course the political implications of mate selection,” I concluded. “How the hell do you know all of this?” Vivian sneered, her eyes deadly. I lifted one shoulder. “I pay attention,” I tell her. “I’m surprised you didn’t. You are an Alpha’s daughter after all.”

Without looking at him, I began walking towards the door, pushing away the weird feeling my father's actions were brewing. "You will choose Clara as your mate, and Ronika will remain your servant and breeder for as long as you reign as the alpha." He dished out a servant command, his voice thundering inside the room. It was so powerful that it had my head throbbing in an instant. I clutched it with both hands on either side as I tried to resist the alpha command. If I allowed it to take charge, I would do as he said without blinking twice, so with all the strength my wolf and I could master, we pushed it away from getting into the deepest part of our brain and resisted it. "I cannot believe

It was time for her to face the consequences. For too long, I had watched them, studied them, let them believe they were in control. But now, the game was over. And Cara? She was going to learn exactly what it meant to cross an Alpha. Vivian, Jolie, and Charles, couldn’t resist the force. Their knees buckled, and they all knelt before me, as if their bodies moved on instinct, recognizing the true Alpha presence. I didn’t want them to kneel, especially not Jolie and Charles, but I knew they couldn’t help it. The power I was emitting was too overwhelming.

I asked, keeping my voice steady while fire cracked above our heads. Lupe’s lips trembled, and her eyes moved toward the ring still clenched in my blood-stained hand. “The first Alpha’s debt must be paid by the daughter’s blood,” she whispered, and then her body went still beneath the smoke. (Bardolph POV) I stared at the dead maid, but all I could see was Daciana chained before my pack while I believed another servant’s tears. The tower burned around us, yet the real fire was inside my chest, eating every excuse I had ever used to forgive myself.

For humans, it may have been a tad too cold still, but cold weather didn't really bother us werewolves. Michael dumped his huge body very ungracefully between us and stretched out his long legs, like he used to back when we dated. I grinned. I didn’t see this guy in years and now twice in a week? What were the odds? Well, probably more now that I live with the alpha… “It’s---" I was just about to explain to him Rita's joke, but she, of course, beat me to it. “Dina is hoping to seduce the alpha with her new maid job,” she smirked.

“If you know who I am then you know my father is the Alpha of this pack!” “I know who your father is, the Alpha, the one I should kill you because you share his blood. Yet I can’t, I can’t hurt you Pixie, the mere thoughts of you now is making me want to have you. To mark you as my mate.” My eyes grew wide as I held my gaze in his, he brushed his fingers along the side of my face. What was supposed to be a friendly handmaid hunt has now brought me face to face with the Alpha my father would like so very much to kill.